MY PRINCE
FAT LADY
Bibi pray that Mbak Larasati be happy well, God is fair, a drop of tears flowing will be calculated by God, every sorrow that dares to be told will turn into a great joy."
"Ijah bi prayer that is not who - who is this, the prayer of bi Ijah who is only a domestic assistant will always be accompanied by mbak Laras."
"Thank you, Ijah."
That night after several riots in the house, Larasati finally fell asleep.
The tears he kept on releasing would not make him give up.
For Larasati, abstaining from acknowledging the sadness she is feeling at the moment, Larasati is always honest with herself for everything she is going through right now.
Every tear that always flows does not mean making Larasati give up with the current state that is still in front of her eyes.
"Good morning, Prince and Jesika."
This morning Larasati deliberately woke up early - early in the morning to prepare breakfast, it took a long inner war, before in the end Larasati dared to prepare food not only for Prince only.
"Where is Ijah? why are you in the kitchen?"
Prince said this while looking around and not finding what he was looking for.
"Bi Ijah was summoned to the main house by Saraswati's mother mas, and will likely return tomorrow."
"Gosh why didn't you tell me first if you were going to use bi Ijah, you know baby only bi Ijah I understand my food menu."
Prince said this to Jesika.
"Pardon me for cutting off Prince and Jesika, but for food, Ijah left a recipe today."
"Is it so that bi Ijah leaked all my food recipes to you?"
The Prince's face turned red holding back the anger over what Larasati had said.
"Not so mas, bi Ijah dared to say because asked by Saraswati's mother."
Prince said this while cursing.
"Honey let's have breakfast outside, I'll take the car."
Prince said this to Jesika, but Jesika's eyes were fixed on the seafood fried noodles that were currently at the dinner table.
"Jesika, are you listening to me?"
Prince said this with a loud voice.
"Ah I'm sorry Prince but you have to look at this meal, this fried noodle is delicious."
Jesika said this while holding Prince's hand.
"I don't want to eat all the food he's made."
"Why Prince?"
"You see that his hands are black, his toes are black, his body is fat and disgusted, surely the food he cooks will not be clean."
Prince said that while shuddering.
"Yes, yes you're right Prince, this woman is indeed dirty, even though she has lived in a luxurious house like this, still she looks dirty."
"Well, you understand why I like to throw up when I look at his cooking and then look at his body."
Prince said this with a sharp look towards Larasati.
"Let's eat outside."
After saying this, Jesika and Prince finally get out of the house by driving his car.